Chapter two hundred and sixty fifth deep meaning
wWEveryone has a kind of pride that belongs to him in his heart.
For Ye Yuan, just like this time, Ye Yuan disdains and explains, and explains to the monks in the world. Moreover, explanations are completely useless. Those monks are already afraid. Even if they know that it is impossible, when they involve their own safety, they will involuntarily sacrifice others deep in their hearts. Even if this little hope is actually a mirror, it cannot stop everyone from trying to avoid disaster.
Even Ye Yuan himself had to admit that the Demon God and the Great Sun God Palace were so beautiful. This move, which looked extremely childish, had the greatest effect at this time. He just stood up and said something clearly and made a clear position. The result was that Ye Yuan would all be enemies in the world.
Most monks hope that Ye Yuan will die, and others are excuses. They need Ye Yuan to die to save their upcoming crisis and calm down their fear.
Starting from Shenzhou, Ye Yuan took Qin Lian and rushed directly to the eastern part of Yunzhou. The trauma on the soul made Ye Yuan in an extremely healthy but extremely weak state. His body was so healthy that he could not be healthy anymore. Even the cultivation of the true essence of life became more and more smooth after the last change. The true essence of life was almost in a state of continuous growth. Ye Yuan's true essence of life had advanced to the first stage of the Taoist base realm.
Unlike ordinary monks, Ye Yuan only purely increases the true essence of life, and there is no sign of forming the first birth of the Great Dao, nor does it mean that the foundation of the Great Dao is condensed.
Starting from Bailu Academy and killing the people who blocked the attack, they never encountered any effective attacks. They just wanted to capture Ye Yuan and handed him over to the Demon God Lord and the Great Ri Divine Palace in an attempt to calm the other party's anger.
Unfortunately, all these masters who came alone were killed by Qin Lian without any mercy. The Buddha's bones had become, and the golden body had become 30% of them. Although his cultivation was pitiful, the strength of his body was enough to respect the most powerful physical cultivator in the Tianyuan Realm, and his powerful physical body also became his bondage. With his current cultivation level that was extremely pitiful than the powerful Buddha's bones, he could not support his two feet to leave the ground at the same time.
However, the others didn't know that this guy who even Feiteng could not do was unable to leave the ground. Every time he died for no reason, he sacrificed his magic weapon, and after he got close, he would be twisted into scrap iron by Qin Lian's strange force, and then he was thrown out by his strange force like a stone. Even the treasure could not resist this strange force.
The most pitiful thing is a physical cultivation master in the Dao Infant Realm who can reach such a state of physical cultivation by practicing pure physical cultivation. At this level, he is basically invincible at the same level. Unfortunately, this guy is very close to fight. The power hit Qin Lian's Buddha bone golden body, which is at most tickled, but was beaten to death.
At this point, there was no obstacle in Shenzhou again. After passing through the chaotic border between Shenzhou and Yunzhou and setting foot in Yunzhou, he encountered another wave of obstacles from tens of thousands of monks.
Tens of thousands of people built a huge battle formation. From a distance, there seemed to be a strong wall in front of them blocking them. After the change, there seemed to be another huge spear locking Ye Yuan in front.
Ye Yuan glanced at Qin Lian and said, "It seems that someone who is stubborn appears again. This time there seems to be a master."
Qin Lian had a ferocious face, his body was full of evil spirits, and he grinned his teeth and said with murderous intent: "Come on one, kill one, two on one, kill one on one, kill one on one, kill as much as you want!"
Ye Yuan grinned, and at this moment he realized that another reason why he liked Qin Lian was not artificial, saying whatever he wanted, doing whatever he wanted, and having a happy life.
He stretched out his finger and shook his shoulders, butterfly who kept touching his head with his two thin legs, said, "Little guy, you're ready to work."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two-tailed white foxes growing behind Ye Yuan suddenly appeared from the hiding, stretched out their claws and danced in the air for a while, grinning as if they were about to enjoy some big meal.
Ye Yuan closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, thinking in his mind that this time, he could not handle so many people with the human-faced butterfly and the white fox. He began to summon the No. 1, a resentful spirit that had not been summoned for a long time.
The No. 1, silent in the cloud of resentment, was now swallowing the huge resentment like a sea of smoke in unknown years. Its body soared to a hundred feet higher than the last time when Ye Yuan left it. Seeing his ferocious face, his eyes seemed to contain resentment like breaking through the sky. Widths of resentment turned into smoke and penetrated into his body from his seven orifices, as if he was breathing, he was swallowing and vomiting the extremely huge resentment.
As if feeling Ye Yuan's summoning, No. 1 twisted his head and moved its body that had become like a giant ape. Looking at the direction where Ye Yuan's summoning came, No. 1's eyes flashed constantly, and a creeping roar came out of his mouth.
"Kill him...kill him..."
After roaring for a while, the resentment in No. 1's eyes suddenly surged. He resented Ye Yuan, but felt that he could not kill Ye Yuan now. He even more resented that he had to obey Ye Yuan's summoning when he heard Ye Yuan's summoning and rushed over as fast as possible.
Bang bang bang bang...
With bursts of explosions, No. 1 angrily blasted away the resentment cloud, and then his body instantly disintegrated into a gray smoke, which penetrated along the cracks in the underground palace, turned into a stream of smoke rising into the sky.
A huge stream of gray smoke rose into the sky and turned into a lead cloud of more than ten miles in the air. It seemed that countless people's resentment and anger roars came out of the lead cloud. Then, the lead cloud dispersed with the wind before sensing the mutated masters here, and flew towards the direction of Ye Yuan's summoning.
On the southern border of Yunzhou, many monks arrived, and tens of thousands of cultivators who were generally stronger than the previous wave of attacks built a battle formation in order to capture Ye Yuan or kill Ye Yuan.
The second sword emperor sat cross-legged in the void, his face full of irritability. Looking at the monks below who seemed to have a kind of pathological joy and expectation, he spitted: "Trump, a bunch of garbage!"
Suddenly, a few sword lights appeared beside him, and then a figure came out of the sword light, looked at the second sword emperor, and said, "Three, do you think so many people are embarrassed just to catch a seriously injured Gu Yuan, or do you think we are embarrassed to compromise with the Demon God Lord and the Great Ri Divine Palace?"
The visitor was wearing a blue shirt and holding a scroll in his hand, which looked quite like a monk from Confucianism and Taoism. Although he was talking to the Second Sword Emperor, his eyes never left the scroll in his hand.
The Second Blade Emperor curled his lips, as if he was disdainful, and said, "Hmph! Second Brother, although I am not as good as you, I am not a fool. So many of us have the worst Dao Base Realm, and there are two masters in the Human Realm, just to kill the Gu Yuan, and the other party is still seriously injured. Also, the dog thing in the Northeast said something, look at these people, they are almost scared to pee their pants, and they are just about to go home and drink milk for a few more years!"
The monk who looked like a Confucian scholar in a blue shirt smiled slightly and said, "Oh? Third, do you disdain?"
The second sword emperor grabbed his hair and suddenly shouted: "I just disdain! I don't serve you anymore, you can do whatever you like. Even if you were beaten to death by the Demon God, I will recognize you. What is it now!"
After saying that, the purple gold sword floating beside the Second Sword Emperor suddenly let out a sound of swords. A sword light flashed by, and the Second Sword Emperor disappeared from the spot.
The white-faced monk in the blue shirt showed a helpless smile, and his eyes still had never left the scroll in his hand. He just muttered to himself as thin as a mosquito: "Do you think it's really that simple..."
Suddenly, the monk in blue shirt and white face seemed to sense something, and his eyes finally left the scroll in his hand. The deep and empty eyes looked towards the northwest direction, and finally turned into a sigh, turning around and disappearing.
"I hope I can delay more time..."
On the other side, Ye Yuan led Qin Lian and marched towards Yunzhou step by step from the ground. The solemn and chaotic murderous intent in front had begun to hurt Ye Yuan's skin.
Ye Yuan's face was plain, he pointed his hand and said, "Human-faced butterfly, white fox, go."
The human-faced butterfly flapped its wings happily and flashed a series of afterimages in the air, like teleportation, and flew forward. The body of the Yin Demon White Fox disappeared in an instant, and he used his talent to escape immediately.
In front of him, a blood-colored butterfly flew into the battle formation of more than ten thousand people with a finger flapping its wings. A little bit of invisible powder fell from its wings, and the human face that seemed to be wailing in pain and gradually became lifelike on its wings.
Soon, monks began to fall into consciousness and became dull and could no longer have any thoughts. The figure floating in the air began to slowly fall to the ground, and everything seemed to be very normal.
To the northwest, a cloud of lead approached rapidly.
Ye Yuan and Qin Lian did not stop at all and rushed towards the eastern part of Yunzhou.
Suddenly, a slight wave flashed through the void in front of him, and a white-faced monk wearing a blue shirt holding an ancient scroll in his hand suddenly appeared and stopped in front of Ye Yuan.
The moment Qin Lian appeared, his evil spirit was enormous, like an arrow shot out, and a roar sounded under his feet, and a big pit fell into a circle of dozens of feet in an instant. Qin Lian's figure also appeared in front of the monk in blue shirt and white faced. His fists fell from top to bottom, and dark space cracks appeared one after another, and the surrounding space was blocked.
A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the monk with blue shirt and white face, but it flashed like a breeze, and appeared in front of Ye Yuan, grabbing Ye Yuan's shoulder with one hand. Welcome to your support, which is my greatest motivation.m
Chapter completed!